After this battle, although his stubborn disciple would learn some lessons and be able to restrain his inferior nature in the future, the woman in palace costume was very interested in Chen San at this time.

Such a talented monk, with the rapid casting of an ordinary spell, no, it can no longer be called a rapid cast, it can simply be called an extremely fast cast, and he can make his own cultivation realm in the middle stage of enlightenment suppress a monk in the late stage of enlightenment to flee in embarrassment, and the danger is rampant.

No wonder Qingyunmen sent such a disciple out to fight in this battle, it seems that Qingyunmen was surprised by this competition, or let me know that he Qingyunmen did not have the intention of despising himself.

Looking at the Qingyunmen in this five-year meeting, it seems that the default ranking of the five sects of the Iron Alliance may have to be reshuffled and reorganized after this competition.

Thinking of this, the woman in the palace dress lightly opened her thin lips and said: "In this competition, my disciple of Shanghemen was defeated. ”

Chen San, who was closely chasing and "bullying" Su Ru, had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and when he heard this, he immediately stopped casting the spell in his hand, and quickly retreated back to the side of the second elder Ma Chunhua, and watched out for Su Ru while retreating.

There's no way, his "bullying" made the other party cry and cry on the spot, and finally called for help from the elder of the guardianship of the sect, who knows if this childish girl who looks like twenty-eight years old will counterattack back with the support of the master.

Seeing Su Ru turn her head and glare at herself fiercely when she walked to the edge of the ring, her red and swollen eyes shot out of the resentment contained in her eyes, which made Chen San's heart tremble slightly, and then the woman jumped down.

Chen San sighed lightly, then immediately jumped out of the ring with a smile on his face, walked in front of Yuan Qingzi, ignored the shocked and surprised gaze of the Qingyunmen disciple beside him, and said: "Disciple Chen San is fortunate to live up to the appreciation of his master, and he is lucky to win the first victory today. ”

Yuan Qingzi looked at Chen San in front of him, very satisfied, and said with a smile: "Not bad." Not bad. At the beginning, Elder Song selected you to take the test despite opposition, and he really didn't disappoint your master. I see that you didn't consume much spiritual power in the previous competition, and you weren't injured, so you might as well play again. ”

Chen San's expression froze, the smile on his face froze, and he cried in his heart, two of his uncles, I knew this earlier, young master, I will slowly wear down the skin of the little lady before.

"What's the matter??

"No! No! It's just some discomfort caused by the quick casting of the spell before, it's not a big deal, it's not a big deal. As he spoke, he turned around and jumped into the ring and walked towards the center of the ring, Chen San didn't dare to let Yuan Qingzi touch him.

Those disciples of Shanghemen gathered together at this time, and the crowd was surging and arguing non-stop. When they saw that Chen San was on stage again, they glared at Chen San fiercely led by Su Ru, and then gathered together again.

After a dozen breaths, in the puzzled eyes of everyone on the field, the Shanghemen disciples separated, and a strong old man about fifty years old walked out, jumped into the ring and walked towards Chen San quickly.

Looking at the old man walking towards him, Chen San was slightly stunned, even if the immortal cultivator is easy to maintain his appearance and delay aging, plus most of the Shanghemen exercises have the effect of rejuvenating or delaying, the appearance of this old man is probably more than eighty, which is definitely an old person among the disciples in the enlightenment period.

The old man quickly walked up to Chen San, hugged his fists and said, "Disciple of the Great Perfection in the late stage of Shanghemen's enlightenment, Li Sanshan has seen Daoyou. As he said this, his eyes looked at Chen San with anger that was like substance.

Chen San replied with a wry smile this time: "Disciple of the middle stage of Qingyunmen's enlightenment, Chen San has also seen Daoyou. I thought to myself, I am afraid that the girl who offended before is a terrible master in the upper river gate.

As in the previous competition, the two sides retreated more than a hundred feet, and after the two elders above their heads started the competition at the same time, the two quickly sacrificed the magic weapon.

Just like when he dealt with Su Ru before, Chen San held Li Qingdun in his hand and stepped on Wen Yujian, also planning to cast spells to defeat the other party.

As soon as the halberd finger drew a wind sickle technique, Chen San's brows furrowed slightly, and he saw that Li Sanshan, a disciple of Shanghemen, stepped on the mussel shell magic weapon of Su Ru's previous girl, and each held the tortoiseshell shield and long-handled mace of Wan Geng, a disciple of the foundation building period, in his left and right hands, and quickly swept towards him.

Chen San also had to retreat quickly, and at the same time, his hands were also non-stop, and the dense wind blades flew away one after another.

Li Sanshan didn't attack, but just blindly avoided and dodged, and when he couldn't avoid it, he blocked it with a tortoiseshell shield or smashed the wind blade with a mace.

As mentioned earlier, on such a field, unless the speed difference between the two sides is too large, sooner or later the chasing side will catch up with the other.

Chen San regretted it in his heart, he knew that he would show his strength as much as possible, now that Li Sanshan was less than twenty zhang away from him, it was obviously too late to change the power of the wind blade or cast stronger spells.

After thinking about it quickly, Chen San no longer shifted his body in the air, but he still kept casting spell attacks in his hands.

Li Sanshan saw Chen San's move, and sneered in his heart, he has not sacrificed a magic weapon to attack at such a moment, and Lao Tzu will make you vomit blood three liters, and you kid will know what regret is.

With a wave of the mace in his hand to smash a wind blade, Li Sanshan was already far away from Chen Sansan, and Li Sanshan, who was sneering, looked at Chen San not far away, as if he had seen the vicious disciple of Qingyunmen, who had bullied Senior Sister Su Ru to tears, fall to the ground and vomit blood and beg for mercy.

Suddenly, Chen San stopped the spell in his hand, quickly wiped it on his waist, and took out a ball of red thread and threw it at Li Sanshan with force.

Li Sanshan looked at the red ball of thread thrown by Chen San, and as soon as he threw it, it opened into a blood-red net with a demonic red light flashing between the ropes, and quickly covered himself.

Seeing this change, Li Sanshan was shocked, injected all the spiritual power into the clam shell under his feet, and retreated sharply.

This blood-red giant web is the special high-grade magic weapon that Yuan Laosan used to deal with Chen San before, called the Weeping Blood Spider Web. The special thing about this magic weapon is that no matter what realm of monks is, as long as they can fill the magic weapon with spiritual power, they can exert the strongest power of this magic weapon.

Of course, most of such powerful magic weapons have drawbacks, and this weeping blood cobweb requires a huge amount of spiritual power, and it will quickly disperse after infusing spiritual power, so it can only be used on the spot. However, the huge spiritual power required for this magic weapon was really difficult to quickly fill up and exert the strength of the magic weapon when the monk was fighting, so that Yuan Laosan at that time had to spurt out essence blood and forcibly and quickly urge the weeping blood cobweb.

As for the casting distance and flight speed of the magic weapon, half of this has to be attributed to the monk's realm cultivation, just like now, if Chen San's realm cultivation wants to bind Li Sanshan in front of him, the distance of three zhang is the best distance. If you change the foundation building period monk to use it, more than ten zhang or even twenty zhang away, you can catch a monk like Li Sanshan in the enlightenment period with a single throw.

As Chen San expected, Li Sanshan still couldn't escape, and was caught up by the weeping blood cobweb, and the edge of the blood web rolled up, and he fell to the ring.

Chen San lowered his light and looked at Li Sanshan, who was still struggling in the net with an angry face, until the Qianyin of the palace woman came from the top, he put away the magic weapon and turned around and walked away, "In the second competition, my disciple of Shanghemen was defeated." ”

When Chen San walked to the edge of the ring, there was another heated argument on the field.

"This kid is also cunning! After two competitions, he was basically confusing by casting spells, and now he is actually using magic weapons to determine the final blow!"

"Isn't it, but now I found out that the magic weapons used by this kid are all high-grade magic weapons, and they are cast with his special spells, which is too rebellious!"

"I retract my previous words, what kind of demon beast is this kid wearing human skin, I said that he is a human being wearing demon animal skin!"

"That's it!"

Jumping out of the ring, ignoring the shocked and surprised gazes of the Qingyunmen disciples, Chen San walked towards Yuan Qingzi with a smile on his face, and before he could speak, "Haha." Not bad. Not bad. I didn't expect you to win two games in a row, and after returning to the door, the second elder personally rewarded you with a thousand spirit stones. However, the old man watched you in this competition, and the spiritual power was not consumed much, so there should be more energy to play, right? Rest assured, even if you lose this game, no one will dare to blame you. As he spoke, Yuan Qingzi turned his head and glanced at it.

Those disciples who were dissatisfied with Chen San's heart either lowered their heads or avoided Yuan Qingzi's gaze, in fact, even though they were dissatisfied in their hearts now, but watching Chen San's two competitions, they knew that these disciples in the enlightenment period came to look for Chen San's bad luck, isn't it just to stick their faces to let people beat them, and at this moment, with Yuan Qingzi's support, they won't say much.

Chen San's face stiffened again, and without waiting for Yuan Qingzi to ask, he turned around and walked straight to the ring and jumped up, and at the same time there were speechless tears in his heart.

On the side of the Shanghemen disciples, seeing that Chen San had come to the stage again, after Su Ru took the lead and glared at Chen San angrily again, they gathered together again, and the angry and noisy arguments that shook the other side of the ring could almost be heard.

The other sect disciples looked at the disciples of Qingyunmen and Shanghemen with different expressions, and thought about it in their hearts, the only thing they had the same thought was that this five-year meeting was not in vain, and after returning to the door, today's matter alone could be used as a talking point for more than ten years.

After another few dozen breaths, the Shanghemen disciples separated, and out of a sturdy middle-aged man, just like Li Sanshan before, jumped into the ring and walked towards Chen San quickly, as if this could reduce his anger a little.

The sturdy man walked up to Chen San, his face did not hide his anger at all, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Shanghemen is a disciple of the Great Perfection in the late stage of enlightenment, and Yu Qi has seen Daoyou. ”

Chen San knew that he had offended the low-level disciples of Shanghemen, so he simply didn't make much of an expression, and replied lightly: "Disciple of the middle stage of Qingyunmen's enlightenment, Chen San has also seen Daoist friends. With that, he turned and stepped back.

When Chen San turned around and retreated, the Shanghemen disciple didn't move a single step under his feet, and the woman in the palace dress on top of him frowned slightly, but she didn't say anything to reprimand.

As for Elder Ma Chunhua of Qingyun Sect, he just sneered in his heart, and he also didn't say anything to accuse.

Chen San walked fifty zhang away, turned around and looked back, slightly stunned, and then understood the other party's plan, but he didn't say a word like the two elders on the field.

Seeing Chen San's performance like this, the two elders of Qingyunmen nodded secretly, changing their disappointed attitude towards Chen San before he came to power.